634 The Altar in the High Skies (1/2)

Sweat appeared on Chu Yuan's temples. The blue veins on his forehead were visibly pounding. He had not expected that the Peacock Beast King would be so fierce. He had exchanged blows with a few Beast Kings already but the difference between creatures like the Dragon Beast King and this Peacock Beast King was huge.

”Everyone, lend me a hand.” Chu Yuan had been acting very calmly until this point but could no longer resist calling out.

The other four black-robed figures glanced at each other in astonishment. They all knew just how powerful Lord Chu Yuan was. He also had a wondrous treasure on him. Yet he was still not a match for the Peacock Beast King.

The Peacock Beast King seemed to have already reached the limits of power known to ancient martial art practitioners. It was very close to the legendary Devil Clan.

The four Martial Arts Grandmasters did not dare to hesitate for even a second. With a flick of their wrists, spiritual stones appeared in their hands. The next moment, the spiritual stones all disappeared as they were converted into spiritual power. They became four white dragons and entered the huge stone plate one by one.

With the influx of a large amount of spiritual power, the stone plate immediately shined brightly and changed to its previous defensive state. It shook furiously and reflected the flame phoenix back. Then, it flew up and brutally crashed towards the flame phoenix.

A huge rumble sounded.

The light coming from the flame phoenix's body was immediately dimmed by thirty percent. It also shrank significantly.

The stone plate continued to chase it. It once again crashed into the flame phoenix, which immediately shrank by a further half. Its light was dim, and its beak emitted a sad wail.

”Animal, you really think that you are so incredible,” Chu Yuan said coldly. Large amounts of spiritual power surged out of his body. The huge stone plate once again shined brightly, crashing fiercely into the flame phoenix in mid-air for the third time.

Finally, the flame phoenix could not take it anymore. It exploded, becoming a mass of fiery light and gradually dissipated in the air.

The fierce Peacock Beast King spat out some blood. Its vigor instantly wilted. The seven Demonic Spiritual Treasures flew out of the scattered flames. Their lights had dimmed. They became seven fiery shadows and returned to the Peacock Beast King.

Before this, while battling the seven Martial Arts Grandmasters, the Peacock Beast King had already been wounded. Now it had even more injuries. Although there were only five black-robed figures, their combat ability seemed to be substantially more powerful than that of the seven Martial Arts Grandmasters.

Mo Wen narrowed his eyes as he stared intently at the leader of the black-robed figures. He had realized that when the black-robed figures had activated their magical treasure, they had not actually converted spiritual stones into spiritual power. Instead, they had directly released spiritual power from their bodies and injected them into the magical treasure.

Immortal cultivators!

A thought popped into Mo Wen's head. If what he suspected was true, the black-robed figures must be the immortal cultivators of legend. He had seen many immortal cultivators in the other worlds. His gut feeling was surely correct.

He had not expected that immortal cultivators would appear on this battlefield. Could it be that the news of the appearance of the spiritual fire had already drawn the attention of immortal cultivators?

The only thing that made him feel relieved was the fact that the cultivation of those immortal cultivators was not too high. They were approximately equivalent to the human Martial Arts Grandmaster realm. Compared to those immortal cultivators who had been officially inducted into the Primordial Soul realm, there was still quite a gap. If the black-robed figures were Primordial Soul realm immortal cultivators, then there would be no point in fighting anymore. Almost no one would be a match for a Primordial Soul realm immortal cultivator.

Immortal cultivators who had not entered the Primordial Soul realm might belong to one of a number of different realms. These realms were divided from one another in a similar way to the world of ancient martial art practitioners.

Among immortal cultivators, the realm below the Primordial Soul realm was the Golden Elixir realm. This seemed similar to the Golden Elixir realm of the ancient martial art practitioners, but in reality, they were essentially different. Ancient martial art practitioners used Inner Qi to coalesce a Golden Elixir, but immortal cultivators used spiritual power to do so. In other words, the Golden Elixir coalesced by immortal cultivators was the true Golden Elixir.

The Golden Elixir realm of the ancient martial art practitioners was but a realm born from imitating the immortal cultivator's Golden Elixir coalescing technique. In ancient times, among ancient martial art practitioners, the highest realm was the Embryonic Breathing realm. Only later, after imitating some of the immortal cultivator's way of Practice, did they have a Golden Elixir realm.

The immortal cultivator's Golden Elixir realm could not be taken lightly. In a one-on-one situation, they would certainly be much more powerful than ancient martial art practitioners.

”What are you all waiting for? Attack together. Kill this animal. When we do that, the main doors of the Fighting Spirit Tower will be open to you.” Chu Yuan coldly shot a glance at the seven Martial Arts Grandmasters who had stopped fighting. The Peacock Beast King's power far surpassed his expectations. Even though it was severely injured right now, he did not want to face such a ferocious beast. It was because he knew that once such a monstrous beast fought to the death, there would be blood to pay.

Only by combining all of their battle power could they possibly firmly suppress this ferocious beast, causing it to not even have the chance to fight for its life.

”If you all had joined us from the start, it would not have led to so many problems now.”

”We can join in, but we hope you will not play any tricks. Only after this ferocious beast is dead will anyone be able to enter the Fighting Spirit Tower. If the beast survives, no one can think of having it easy.”

The seven Martial Arts Grandmasters exchanged glances and agreed to the black-robed figures' suggestion. As long as none of them played tricks, their combined power should mean it was fairly easy to kill the Peacock Beast King.

In an instant, the seven Martial Arts Grandmasters had once again surrounded the Peacock Beast King. On the other side, the five black-robed figures stopped trying to break into the Fighting Spirit Tower. Instead, they slowly surrounded the Peacock Beast King from the other side.

”I naturally want to kill this animal myself,” Chu Yuan said sinisterly.